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I wrote a book!

Posted by Fabulous-fishstick42 - September 10th, 2015


Hi! I wrote an awesome book. It is about a girl and her magical cat going on an adventure. The chapters change the narrator between the girl and the cat. Hope u all like! Tell me if you want more and a good publisher if you know any, anyway, here you go!

 

Chapter One

When It All Began…

 

“I don’t have to put up with this!” I screamed at my horrible stepfather Steve. He hated me for absolutely no reason! Wait Let me introduce myself…

My name is Xandria. I am thirteen years old. For now, that’s all you need to know.

 

Anyway, back to reality. I heard Steve mutter something under his breath like

“Why did I get stuck with such a horrid child?”  I did not hear exactly what he said, but I wouldn’t be surprised if that is what he, a heartless ogre, did say. I stormed from the kitchen, up the stairs, and down the hall.

 

I disgruntledly yanked with all my might on the smallish rope hanging from the ceiling. The door to the attic was jammed with something.

“Dang. Not again!”I yelled in my head. I took off my boot and threw it at the small light blue door. Sure enough when I tugged again, the ladder thing came shooting down kind of like a

Mento in some diet pop. I climbed up the ladder to my dark dusty room. In it, was obviously, a bed. A very old bed, too. Don’t you just think those are the most comfortable thing ever? I have some other crap like a mirror, a chest of drawers, a bookshelf, ya’ know. That sort of thing. I was surprised to see my cat Memow sitting atop my bookshelf. Memow tilted her black and white head and made a cute little mew noise as if to say

“Hi! How are you?”. Cats are cute like that. Everything was normal… almost. I was not sure how Memow got upstairs. My little window was near a tree, but tightly locked when I checked. I remember playing with Memow in the kitchen. My “door” was shut tightly. Very confusing.

 

Confused, I plopped onto my bed. Right then I heard a crash of thunder boom through the room. Then I heard rain splashing on the roof. It reminded me of  those nights when me and my dad would cuddle up in the living room telling stories. I miss those days.

 

A few minutes later I heard my brother, Luke yell

“ZANY!!! DINNER!!!”. My brother liked to call me Zany for some eight-year-old reason. I opened the attic to find him waiting at the bottom for me.

“It’s burgers with fries tonight! P.S. what do you want to drink?” he blurted.

“Milk is fine,” I answered,”Why do you care?”

“Mommy told me to help! I’m seeing what people want to drink with their meal. Do you want ice?”

“Eww! Of course not!” I answered with my nose wrinkled up. Luke only asked because he loves ice in his milk. I don’t know why. I guess it’s a little brother thing.

drew what I saw. The time was eight o’clock. Luke was in bed already. I began to doze off after awhile. I was awoken by a big THUD! I saw Luke sitting on the ground at the foot of my bed.

“I can’t sleep,” he whined,” Could I maybe sleep with you?”

“Fine fine go ahead. But you may NOT sleep in my bed. Go get the navy blue sleeping bag out of my closet. It should be on the left side of the top shelf.” While he searched for the sleeping bag, I looked to see what time it was. It was already eleven! I don’t know what else happened that night. I don’t even know if Luke found the sleeping bag or not. I fell asleep before I could find out.

 


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